<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699</id><updated>2009-10-09T06:29:50.498+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Drops of joy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-8716460019127479459</id><published>2009-01-15T22:18:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:09:06.030+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><title type='text'>Chocolate-drizzled praline cookies</title><content type='html'>“A balanced diet is a cookie in each hand”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The husband and I love &lt;a href="http://www.crosswordbookstores.com/"&gt;'Crossword' &lt;/a&gt;bookstore. We always tend to chance upon some great bargains. One such was 'The Little Guide to Cookies'! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291566343772480978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/SW9rjcH4pdI/AAAAAAAAASM/9Hukgg65KR8/s320/Image137.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This book contains over 60 recipes, all absolutely fabulous and all at Rs. 125! The best part of the book is that is gives detailed illustrations and techniques (written &amp;amp; pictorially depicted) on how to put these cookies together. The book is divided into 7 sections: drop, bar, cutout, sliced, shaped &amp;amp; molded, pressed and special cookies with ingredients (or atleast close substitutes!) that can be found in stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at the some of the fabulous stuff one can find in this book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291567757315648994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/SW9s1t-1reI/AAAAAAAAASU/cOMYOECFzTw/s320/Image138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to start with the very first recipe, &lt;strong&gt;Chocolate-drizzled praline cookies. &lt;/strong&gt;The recipe starts with this note, "Be careful not to over bake these pecan-laden (here walnut) treats: they are best when nice and chewy. Begin to check for doneness after about 5 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Here's the recipe:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;125 gms butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;220 gms brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 tsp baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;185 gms flour&lt;br /&gt;125 gms toasted pecan or walnuts (which is what I used)&lt;br /&gt;90 gms semi sweet chocolate chips &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(this was only for the chocolate-drizzle, I added about 2 tbsp into the batter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1 tsp shortening &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I had none)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Method:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. In a medium bowl beat the butter with an electric beater on medium or high speed for 30 sec&lt;br /&gt;2. Add the brown sugar and baking powder beat till combined&lt;br /&gt;3. Beat in egg and vanilla&lt;br /&gt;4. Stir in flour with a spatula or wooden spoon&lt;br /&gt;5. Drop dough with a rounded spoon 2 inches apart and bake in a preheated oven for 8-10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;6. Remove cookies and cool.&lt;br /&gt;7. In a plastic piping bag, add the chips and shortening, and melt over warm water.&lt;br /&gt;8. Snip off a small corner and pipe over cookies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291574910203798642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/SW9zWEkRJHI/AAAAAAAAASc/eIyxfIZJZ3w/s320/Image132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now, I'm not used to the luxuries of using chocolate chips for the purpose of melting, simply for the purpose of convenience! Oh no! I chop up the chocolate into bite sized morsels and melt away. Chips are strictly for decoration! Its sacrilege to melt them, especially when not so freely available! So when I saw chips in the list of ingredients I naturally assumed they were for the batter and happily started adding tbsp after another - until I read what the method bit of the recipe said. Regular dark chocolate was used for the drizzle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Also, I halved the recipe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291574910877283666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/SW9zWHE1tVI/AAAAAAAAASk/syVPv03sj6c/s320/Image136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-8716460019127479459?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/8716460019127479459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=8716460019127479459' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/8716460019127479459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/8716460019127479459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2009/01/chocolate-drizzled-praline-cookies.html' title='Chocolate-drizzled praline cookies'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/SW9rjcH4pdI/AAAAAAAAASM/9Hukgg65KR8/s72-c/Image137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-1274998754750637711</id><published>2008-12-29T23:06:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:15:56.628+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bread'/><title type='text'>Give us today our daily bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I loooove the smell of freshly baked bread! Home-baked bread disappears faster than one can spell b-r...Continuing all the wonderful times of my baking classes, decided to make a cannelloni (which by the way my help at home has learnt to perrfection!) with garlic and cheese bread was made for dinner.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285267688732001618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/SVkK9dm4hVI/AAAAAAAAARk/ML1F8q4RH84/s320/Image103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The yeast is still at home in abundance, so much so that naans (also perfected by my help!) are now becoming part of daily fare!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To add a bit on break-making, important to follow. The process of letting the dough rise is known as &lt;em&gt;proving&lt;/em&gt;. During the whole proving of the dough the yeast are multiplying, feeding on the sugar that is present. Carbon dioxide is produced, and this fills up the tiny gas pockets generated during the kneading of the dough&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once the dough has doubled in size it is important to&lt;em&gt; knock&lt;/em&gt; the dough, this is similar to kneading. The dough is punched after which it is kneaded gently for a short time. The aim is to remove any air pockets which have might formed in the dough, create an even texture in the bread and redistribute the yeast, allowing fermentation to continue. The dough can then be proved a second time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the recipe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Flour - 250 gms&lt;br /&gt;Yeast - 15 gms (1 tbsp - fresh yeast)&lt;br /&gt;Warm milk - 50 ml&lt;br /&gt;Sugar - 10 gms (2 tsp)&lt;br /&gt;Butter - 15 gms&lt;br /&gt;Salt - 5 gms&lt;br /&gt;Water - as required&lt;br /&gt;Cheese - 75 gms (8-0)&lt;br /&gt;Garlic - 10 flakes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Method:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disperse yeast along with sugar in a little warm milk and keep aside for 2-3 mins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sieve flour into a marble top (preferably) and make a well in the centre&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pour yeast mixture , add water as required to make a soft dough (do not knead)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mix butter and salt and ix it into the the a smooth dough&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cover the dough with a wet cloth (e.g. muslin) and leave till it rises to almost double in size ('proving')&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take the dough and knead it on the marlble top again - add in chopped garlic and half the cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shape into loaf and place on well greased baking tray and prove again till it doubles in size&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once done brush with egg wash (I use a milk walk which is 50 ml with 1 tsbp of sugar)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sprinkle with remaining cheese and bake in oven at 200 degrees celcius&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When done sprinkle with melted butter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The cheese and garlic can be replaced with almost any filling you wish, mushrooms, olives, herbs, paneer etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285268550010788978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/SVkLvmHv3HI/AAAAAAAAARs/M6TOTwy73dM/s320/Image104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All ready to be served for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-1274998754750637711?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/1274998754750637711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=1274998754750637711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/1274998754750637711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/1274998754750637711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/12/give-us-today-our-daily-bread_29.html' title='Give us today our daily bread'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/SVkK9dm4hVI/AAAAAAAAARk/ML1F8q4RH84/s72-c/Image103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-2723641102422890551</id><published>2008-12-23T15:49:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:52:36.415+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brownies'/><title type='text'>Flat, baked, square or ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;..sliced from a type of dense, rich chocolate cake.Brownies come in a variety of forms. They are either fudgy or cakey, depending on their density, and they may include nuts, frosting, cream cheese, chocolate chips, or other ingredients. A variation that is made with brown sugar and no chocolate is called a blondie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chocolate_brownie"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; definition for a brownie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been on a brownie marathon baking marathon today, so much so that I have yet to start my packing, when its 10:41 PM and there's a flight at 8 AM tomorrow to saddi dilli! (Blogging a bit later would be a good idea, right now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With X'mas celebrated by the family (in-laws), there's always an exchange of gifts, and you guessed it, this year I intend giving all brownies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the day off today to bake!! Haha!! With ingredients such as nougat &amp;amp; chocolate chips not available at regular stores, a trip to Arife La Moulde (opp. Shoppers stop, Bandra (W)) was mandatory. A visit to such shops is always leaves me confused; I end up buying a lot of junk as well. Like the last time I ended up with coloured decorative sprinkles, and this time it was ginger bread man (&amp;amp; woman) cookie cutters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fudgy chocolate chip brownies (makes about 16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Buttter - 100 gms&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate - 100 gms&lt;br /&gt;Eggs - 3&lt;br /&gt;Castor sugar - 300 gms&lt;br /&gt;Flour - 150 gms&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate chips - 75 gms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Method:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Preheat oven to 180° celcius&lt;br /&gt;- Grease and line a 9” square tin&lt;br /&gt;- Melt butter and chocolate together, personally I prefer using the microwave over the double boiler, but remember turn down the power of the microwave to about 60% if the wattage is over 1000.&lt;br /&gt;- Whisk eggs and castor sugar&lt;br /&gt;- Add chocolate mixture&lt;br /&gt;- Add in flour and chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;- Pour into tin and bake for 35-40 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideally, one is supposed to bake brownies only 90%, eggophobic me refuses to comply with any such instruction (it’s a miracle I manage to bake anything with 3 eggs – but omelets I love!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blonde brownies (makes about 32)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Flour – 500 gms&lt;br /&gt;Baking powder – 2 ½ tsp&lt;br /&gt;Butter – 150 gms&lt;br /&gt;Brown sugar – 500 gms&lt;br /&gt;Eggs – 3&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate chips – 125 gms&lt;br /&gt;Walnuts – 200 gms&lt;br /&gt;Nougat chips – 50 gms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Method:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Preheat oven to 180° celcius&lt;br /&gt;- Grease and line a square tin&lt;br /&gt;- Mix the chips and walnuts&lt;br /&gt;- Sift baking powder, flour and add ¾ the above mixture&lt;br /&gt;- Cream butter with brown sugar, add in eggs&lt;br /&gt;- Add in the flour mixture, at this point you might need to mix it all with your hands as it forms a dense dough like texture&lt;br /&gt;- Press into the tin and bake for 25-30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look - I’ve yet to pack the them; well first I start with mine own then pack the brownies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Xmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/SVEjTsrQsbI/AAAAAAAAAQo/bDAzPwOIQvI/s1600-h/Image121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283042659199398322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/SVEjTsrQsbI/AAAAAAAAAQo/bDAzPwOIQvI/s320/Image121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/SVEjTPWUPrI/AAAAAAAAAQY/B-2x-jZTm1Q/s1600-h/Image117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283042651326922418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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We were stuck at this exact same spot for about 45 mins! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/SVEmzzVFyiI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/siHnHVcyUng/s1600-h/Image107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283046509276154402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/SVEmzzVFyiI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/siHnHVcyUng/s320/Image107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-7144901899667112432?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/7144901899667112432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=7144901899667112432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/7144901899667112432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/7144901899667112432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-next.html' title='What next'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/SVEmzzVFyiI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/siHnHVcyUng/s72-c/Image107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-1098019040264498217</id><published>2008-12-10T10:00:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:22:26.741+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='torte'/><title type='text'>The King of Tortes</title><content type='html'>I've been admiring Passionate about baking's &lt;a href="http://passionateaboutbaking.blogspot.com/search/label/torte"&gt;Chocolate walnut torte&lt;/a&gt; ever since it was posted in early November. Yummee only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally made it yesterday, the results in my opinion were fairly disastrous. To start with, the walnuts refused to get ground finely. I was worried they'd get oily and bitter (like almonds) if I over did them in the food processor. Next, I had to turn to my husband's expertise (he excels in meringue making and baking in general) for the egg beating - the whites refused to form peaks even after 15 mins. My patience gave way after those 15 mins and I found myself mixing (instead of folding) all the ingredients and baking them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST97BKkPWkI/AAAAAAAAAPg/rW754UNXFFQ/s1600-h/Image100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278072548247951938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST97BKkPWkI/AAAAAAAAAPg/rW754UNXFFQ/s320/Image100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The end result was quite a surprise, it was definitely not a good looking torte, but very tasty, especially when chilled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Butter - 2 tbsps, chilled&lt;br /&gt;Walnuts - 1 1/2 cups&lt;br /&gt;Eggs - 4&lt;br /&gt;Granulated sugar - 1/4 cup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vanilla essence - 1 1/2 tsp&lt;br /&gt;Powdered sugar - 1/4 cup&lt;br /&gt;Dark chocolate - 100 grams, melted and cooled&lt;br /&gt;Instant coffee powder - 3 tsps&lt;br /&gt;Hot water - 2 tbsps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Method:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Preheat oven to 180 C. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One is supposed to use a spring form pan, I don't own one, so just used a regular 9 inch circular pan lined with butter paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Run walnuts in the food processor with 1 tbsp of sugar till ground. Drop in 2 tbsps of chilled butter &amp;amp; pulse till it all comes together (this did not happen :-( when I made it) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Press nuts evenly onto bottom and sides of the pan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Separate the egg, putting the whites into a large bowl - ensure not a single drop of yellow gets into the white. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beat the yolks with an electric mixer on high speed about 5 minutes or until thick and and the colour lightens to a lemony yellow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gradually beat in 1/4 cup of the granulated sugar &amp;amp; the essence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beat in melted chocolate with a spatula. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dissolve instant coffee powder in hot water, stir into chocolate mixture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wash and dry beaters of mixer (very important - I was in too much of a hurry, which might have been the reason for the flat egg whites. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In a large bowl, beat egg whites until soft peaks form. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gradually add the remaining 1/4 cup of powdered sugar, beat until stiff peaks form. (Tip from the husband: sugar helps in the formation of stiff peaks, hence proportion is very important) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pour chocolate mixture over the egg whites; gently fold in (I mixed away in agony).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spread evenly in spring form pan.&lt;br /&gt;Bake for 20-25 minutes of until set. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cool in pan on wire rack for 15 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To serve, sift powdered sugar over the torte - I made a star shaped pattern on the cake oops torte. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST9-fsrBrLI/AAAAAAAAAPo/O4lRLZoH3cY/s1600-h/Image102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278076371334180018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST9-fsrBrLI/AAAAAAAAAPo/O4lRLZoH3cY/s320/Image102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My share of the yummy torte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-1098019040264498217?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/1098019040264498217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=1098019040264498217' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/1098019040264498217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/1098019040264498217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/12/king-of-tortes.html' title='The King of Tortes'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST97BKkPWkI/AAAAAAAAAPg/rW754UNXFFQ/s72-c/Image100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-723386106064467052</id><published>2008-12-08T20:56:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:14:23.328+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bread'/><title type='text'>Bagel Shop - Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've been itching to make bagels ever since a visit to the &lt;a href="http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/09/bagels-salads.html"&gt;Bagel shop&lt;/a&gt;. Multiple attempts to make bread with the dry yeast one gets in shops were met with complete failure. Until I attended these &lt;a href="http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/search/label/bread"&gt;baking classes &lt;/a&gt;,where not only did I find lots of confidence, but a whole lot of fresh yeast, to be precise half a kilo! So there's been whole wheat bread, garlic and cheese bread, bread rolls etc. etc. And then I thought, why not bagels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, without getting into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;intricacies&lt;/span&gt; of the ingredients (which I'll probably describe in another blog) the process of making the bagel was a whole lot of fun. Like described earlier, bagels are cooked in boiling water before baking. I read up a whole lot of recipes, taking bits from here and there. Some recipes spoke about using caramelised water for boiling the bagels - I thought it better to cut out the sugar and added a a bit of baking powder instead in attempt to make the bagels fluffy. Some others mentioned proving the dough overnight, which is what I did - it made the bagels chewier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end result&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST0_NsJa0wI/AAAAAAAAAOk/CC9zeng3wec/s1600-h/Image097.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST0_NFs--rI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ywmcXv0wrVw/s1600-h/Image096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277443832449792690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST0_NFs--rI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ywmcXv0wrVw/s320/Image096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST0_OPxAbGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DhMdYDIJ37Y/s1600-h/Image098.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chomp! Chomp! Chomp! The bagels were just yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST0_M0X4Q7I/AAAAAAAAAOU/cGgIJNoNkm4/s1600-h/Image095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277443827797869490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST0_M0X4Q7I/AAAAAAAAAOU/cGgIJNoNkm4/s320/Image095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST0_OPxAbGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DhMdYDIJ37Y/s1600-h/Image098.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This what they looked like, fresh from the oven, had one for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a chocolatey note, went for a chocolate making class this weekend!! The class was just lovely,  found it hard to believe some of the stuff, just look! We even got our own individual decorative bags, which we filled with the chocolate we made to take back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST1REwRDaDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/hdojuPUxIaI/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277463480465844274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST1REwRDaDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/hdojuPUxIaI/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST1RFNcnKqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/cAUSdsmogmA/s1600-h/Image098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277463488298953378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST1RFNcnKqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/cAUSdsmogmA/s320/Image098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-723386106064467052?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/723386106064467052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=723386106064467052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/723386106064467052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/723386106064467052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/12/bagel-shop-part-ii.html' title='Bagel Shop - Part II'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/ST0_NFs--rI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ywmcXv0wrVw/s72-c/Image096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-2057594456826629347</id><published>2008-11-30T17:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:46:05.491+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><title type='text'>Too chocolatey chocolate chip cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Now HOW is that possible, HOW can there be any such thing as too much chocolate! Nigella Lawson fans will find it hard to comprehend! So here's the modified recipe (with good reason for modification).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was one of Nigella's shows that I got is recipe from. Forcing the husband to watch it, I haughtily proclaimed I had ALL the ingredients for the cookies Nigella has just made, inadvertently throwing myself a challenge which the 'enthusiasticly supporting' (to quote him) husband swiftly extended. That was when I realised, I was short of butter and the chips! Hence all ingredients here represent quantities I had at home. For all those who wish to follow Nigella's footsteps, visit her spanking new &lt;a href="http://www.nigella.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; which has recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total comfort food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Totally chocolate, chocolate chip cookies&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;125 gms dark chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;105 gms unsalted butter (used regular Amul)&lt;br /&gt;125 gms sugar (75 gms brown sugar/50 gms regular sugar)&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp vanilla essence&lt;br /&gt;1 cold egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150 plain flour&lt;br /&gt;30 gms cocoa&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp baking soda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300 gms chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Method:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Preheat oven to 170 degrees&lt;br /&gt;- Melt chocolate (I find it easier using the microwave, takes only about 30 sec; my last double boiler episode resulted in a disaster with the chocolate all falling into the water :-(&lt;br /&gt;- Sift flour, cocoa and soda&lt;br /&gt;- Cream butter and sugars, when fluffy add melted chocolate, then vanilla essence, finally the cold egg&lt;br /&gt;- Add sifted ingredients &amp;amp; finally the chips&lt;br /&gt;- Bake for 15 mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think they came out just fine, albeit overly chocolatey! The next time, I intend cutting down the amount of chips by a third. There was also an element of disaster this time, I used silicon baking sheets for the first time; luckily baked only 4 cookies, ALL of which burnt! Am sticking to my regular wire rack with foil method henceforth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk (that was all I had at home) and cookies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STKmLjOC1QI/AAAAAAAAANU/mmSkFafMpUg/s1600-h/Image087.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STKmLaaIZuI/AAAAAAAAANM/aIGSWAIn5nM/s1600-h/Image086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274460828601968354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STKmLaaIZuI/AAAAAAAAANM/aIGSWAIn5nM/s400/Image086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-2057594456826629347?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/2057594456826629347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=2057594456826629347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/2057594456826629347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/2057594456826629347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/11/too-chocolatey-chocolate-chip-cookies.html' title='Too chocolatey chocolate chip cookies'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STKmLaaIZuI/AAAAAAAAANM/aIGSWAIn5nM/s72-c/Image086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-4030383326607866199</id><published>2008-11-30T19:14:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:45:19.179+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bread'/><title type='text'>Fresh bread anyone</title><content type='html'>Recently visited a bread baking class! 'Proved' to be LOTS of fun, lo and behold this is what we baked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STKisP-nQ6I/AAAAAAAAAM8/1EXt1yFltrg/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274456994691367842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STKisP-nQ6I/AAAAAAAAAM8/1EXt1yFltrg/s400/Image073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The works! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STKisfsSmMI/AAAAAAAAANE/8azDRtmvGGs/s1600-h/Image074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274456998909483202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STKisfsSmMI/AAAAAAAAANE/8azDRtmvGGs/s400/Image074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chelsea buns!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STKbuAmCduI/AAAAAAAAAMk/h3YHYld_w98/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274449328340104930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STKbuAmCduI/AAAAAAAAAMk/h3YHYld_w98/s400/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Fresh loaf of bread - lovely!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STKbtYJpCnI/AAAAAAAAAMc/TbIQG3_9kJ0/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274449317483580018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STKbtYJpCnI/AAAAAAAAAMc/TbIQG3_9kJ0/s400/Image069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Healthy soup sticks!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STKbtL7_Q9I/AAAAAAAAAMU/7KmCg88o1oI/s1600-h/Image067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274449314205090770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STKbtL7_Q9I/AAAAAAAAAMU/7KmCg88o1oI/s400/Image067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Assorted shapes - bread rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-4030383326607866199?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/4030383326607866199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=4030383326607866199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/4030383326607866199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/4030383326607866199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/11/fresh-bread-anyone.html' title='Fresh bread anyone'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STKisP-nQ6I/AAAAAAAAAM8/1EXt1yFltrg/s72-c/Image073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-4194585625717746001</id><published>2008-12-06T22:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:47:00.581+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>Broken hearted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STq6rvL6mFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/m1MUDpD3pzE/s1600-h/Image092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276735173981542482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STq6rvL6mFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/m1MUDpD3pzE/s400/Image092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pineapple season is supposedly from July to September. In Mumbai however I've seen it available almost through out the year. We've suddenly rediscovered it yumminess and have been buying it almost everyday. I love the way the fruit vendors deftly peel and chop fruit, resulting in packet full of starry discs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Did you know pineapple is a good source of vitamin A and B and fairly rich in vitamin C and minerals like calcium, magnesium, potassium and iron?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of late there's been a lot of chocolate baking at home, be it cookies, brownies, cupcakes - ALL chocolate! We love chocolate, but at the same time change was most welcome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Another of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nigella.com/recipe/recipe_detail.aspx?key=P&amp;amp;rid=122"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nigella Lawson's recipes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. The only ingredient I omitted was candied cherries. Add if you have access to them, will definitely add colour to the cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pineapple upside down cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons sugar&lt;br /&gt;6 slices pineapple (fresh or from the can - I used fresh, but ofcourse!)&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons pineapple juice (Tropicana)&lt;br /&gt;100g flour&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon soda bicarbonate&lt;br /&gt;100g soft butter&lt;br /&gt;100g caster sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;butter for greasing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Method&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Preheat the oven to 200°C. Butter a tin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. Sprinkle the 2 tablespoons of sugar on top of the buttered base, and then arrange the pineapple slices to fill up the base&lt;br /&gt;3. Mix flour, baking powder, soda bicarb, butter, caster sugar and eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4. Pour in the 3 tablespoons of pineapple juice to thin it a little&lt;br /&gt;5. Pour this mixture carefully over the pineapple; it will only just cover it, so spread it out gently&lt;br /&gt;6. Bake for 30 minutes, then ease a knife around the edge of the tin, place a plate on top and, with move, turn it upside-down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It turned out just lovely, light and fluffy, super moist, with a subtle flavour of the pineapple, with a juicy slice of pineapple to top it off. It looked so so tempting, a piece was cut off even before I could take a picture, and as I write this blog most of it has been eaten by the husband and just the husband alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STqrHpWmsEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rD8gmDeJWEg/s1600-h/Image092.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STqrHpWmsEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rD8gmDeJWEg/s1600-h/Image092.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STq4ed5EygI/AAAAAAAAAN8/VtzS4Cz6-DQ/s1600-h/Image091.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276732746977561090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STq4ed5EygI/AAAAAAAAAN8/VtzS4Cz6-DQ/s400/Image091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-4194585625717746001?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/4194585625717746001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=4194585625717746001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/4194585625717746001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/4194585625717746001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/12/broken-hearted.html' title='Broken hearted'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/STq6rvL6mFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/m1MUDpD3pzE/s72-c/Image092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-330550035189208472</id><published>2008-08-19T15:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:21:30.485+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><title type='text'>Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake……</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;…………………………baker's man.&lt;br /&gt;Bake me a cake as fast as you can.&lt;br /&gt;Pat it and roll it and mark it with "B"&lt;br /&gt;And put it in the oven for Baby and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally bought myself a muffin tray with 250 of those cute paper cups. This is what became of all the batter that went into the tray, nice ne c’est pas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236170234766167042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/SKqdFgq2DAI/AAAAAAAAALA/9nqGILmHR8g/s200/cake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its called Devil’s Food Cupcakes. Am not sure of the authenticity of this, but I read some where that until the first half of the 19th century chocolate was not used as an ingredient in cakes!!&lt;br /&gt;(Aren’t I glad was born in 1980)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, why is it called devil’s food cake? Perhaps the enormous quantities of cocoa &amp;amp; dark chocolate that go into making it. Also, baking soda used as one of the ingredients is supposed to cause reddening of the cocoa powder when baked (didn’t detect a faintest trace of this though).&lt;br /&gt;Also, contrasts with the Angel cake which is light, white &amp;amp; fluffy – which translates to lots of egg &amp;amp; egg whites (blech).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here’s the recipe for those who might want to try it out, makes about 9 cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Butter – ½ cup melted&lt;br /&gt;· Cocoa – ¾ cup&lt;br /&gt;· Dark chocolate - 50 gms chopped into bits (about 9-10 tbsp chopped)&lt;br /&gt;· Eggs – 1&lt;br /&gt;· Sugar - 3/4 cup (can use a bit of cinnamon flavored sugar as well)&lt;br /&gt;· Vanilla extract - 1 tsp&lt;br /&gt;· Flour - 3/4 cup&lt;br /&gt;· Baking powder - 3/4 tsp&lt;br /&gt;· Baking soda - 1/2 tsp&lt;br /&gt;· Salt - 1/2 tsp (no need to use if using Amul butter, preferably use the new variety with reduced salt)&lt;br /&gt;· Butter milk - 1/2 cup (mix equal amounts of water &amp;amp; yoghurt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Method&lt;br /&gt;Mix melted butter with sugar&lt;br /&gt;Add the buttermilk – mix&lt;br /&gt;Whisk in beaten egg with vanilla&lt;br /&gt;Sift cocoa, flour, baking powder and soda&lt;br /&gt;Add one spoon at a time to the liquid mixture&lt;br /&gt;Line muffin tray with paper cups, spoon 1 tbsp of batter, add about 1 tsp of chopped up dark chocolate bits, follow up with another 1 tbsp of batter&lt;br /&gt;Bake at 175 degrees celcius for about 20 mins&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-330550035189208472?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/330550035189208472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=330550035189208472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/330550035189208472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/330550035189208472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/08/pat-cake-pat-cake.html' title='Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake……'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/SKqdFgq2DAI/AAAAAAAAALA/9nqGILmHR8g/s72-c/cake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-5740611565834216564</id><published>2008-09-11T18:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:33:49.954+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bagels &amp; salads..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The innumerable visits to the reviews on &lt;a href="http://www.burrp.com/"&gt;Burrp&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; the countless attempts at actually locating the place, today (another day in my life) finally resulted in moments of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the review for Gloria Jean, I was most curious to step in. Call it serendipity or just my strong desire to visit the Bagel Shop, I bump into this friend in Bandra (I was on my way to GJ mind you!) who goes “hey lets go to the bagel shop, its AWESOME!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the benefit of those who have been attempting to locate this place &amp;amp; haven’t quite managed there are two ways of approaching it. Either take the turn where Basilico, Papa Pancho, Mia Cucina (all those who haven’t – please do go – amazing!) etc. are, then a right, and then a left (the road slopes upwards) and then a left again. If you take the right one reach the Fab India on Pali Hill. The alternate is to take the turn where the Police Commissioner’s office is on Carter Road – drive slowly for two reasons, the pathetic road; two, lest you miss the Bagel Shop! Once there - the place has a lovely Goan feel to it, despite being in a congested by lane of Bandra. But I can’t help say that the overall feel is a bit cramped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All bakers &amp;amp; bread makers will probably want to shoot me for saying this, but I think a pretty good job has been done at glorifying regular bread in various shapes and sizes, fancy names, but with pretty much the same taste. One such example would be the bagel. However, I did read that a bagel is the only bread that is boiled before being baked resulting in a crisp crust &amp;amp; light spongy interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this review restricted to the vegetarian assortment on the menu, the only comment I can make on the non-veg selection would be - given the way my friend was chomping on the sausage bagel, am pretty sure it was amazing. The bagel by itself was anything but spongy, but crisp it was (&amp;amp; a tad greasy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the herbed cream cheese bagel with sun dried tomatoes. The cream cheese just oozes out of the bagel, spilling it on clothes, floor, table, basically all over. It’s also available without the herb, with herbs it varies from pepper, mixed herbs etc. There was also a garlic bagel &amp;amp; one with oven roasted veggies. In the sweet varieties there’s honey &amp;amp; banana, nutella, jam (strawberry, raspberry, blueberry). There were the more exotic varieties with goat’s cheese, however didn’t think it worth spending something like 200 bucks on a bagel. Had the lemon ginger tea – quite nice. Don’t add sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall a 3 star experience – I thought it was a tad expensive. The total bill of Rs. 442 consisted of:&lt;br /&gt;1 Non-veg bagel&lt;br /&gt;1 Herbed cream cheese bagel&lt;br /&gt;2 lemon ginger teas&lt;br /&gt;1 blueberry jam bagel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the way the jam was served separately from the bagel, was something I didn't quite appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you thought the bagel meant a quick bite then this is not place to swing by. Take a leisurely 2-3 hours (atleast) and given the service turn around time, this is the minimum amount of time one would spend!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-5740611565834216564?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/5740611565834216564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=5740611565834216564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/5740611565834216564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/5740611565834216564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/09/bagels-salads.html' title='Bagels &amp; salads..'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-6692656435548311699</id><published>2008-09-11T18:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:21:01.537+05:30</updated><title type='text'>American Express Bakery - Small pleasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Theobroma, is the only bakery/patisserie I had heard of before moving to Mumbai. My love for it could run into pages, but I’m not going to dwell on that here. My first two wonderful (in retrospect) years in Mumbai were spent in the posh area of Bandra West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once walking on Hill Road, which doesn’t posses any posh-ness that one would associate with Bandra, I came across a modest looking place called ‘American Express’ Bakery. At first, was a little wary of entering this place as there is a laundry right door bearing the same name! The bakery is open in the evening and shuts at 8:30. Never been able to figure out if they are open mornings as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ideal place for the health conscious, they have a wide range of breads &amp;amp; biscuits in the whole wheat variety. The USP of this place I would say is some fairly fancy stuff at very affordable rates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A limited variety of tea-time cakes &amp;amp; pies are available. The Hungarian Coffee Cake is definitely worth savoring; very moist with just the right taste of coffee. The quiches are well-made with a fair choice for non-vegetarians as well (I’m veg. so can’t comment). The wraps are tasty, but usually soggy, hence avoidable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basil &amp;amp; sun-dried tomatoes loaf is worth a savor, and makes a good accompaniment with a salad. Or just heat in the oven and have it as is! The garlic bread with a whole wheat base, shaped like a loaf of French bread (du pain) with a lovely soft garlicky centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blueberry cheesecake has a lovely fresh taste to it. Although, I’ve never tried the chocolate based delights, as that’s reserved for Theobroma (darn! I was not to mention the name) they all look delectable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owned by Goans, it’s a fun place to visit during Easter, X’Mas etc. Easter eggs, hot cross buns, marzipans, christmas cake, guava jelly, the list is endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On being asked why they called themselves Amercian Express, I was told it was because they catered to American ships that visited Bombay, and the service they rendered was speedy or express. The baking is done at Byculla, and the owner proudly added we’re a fine example of communal harmony; we’ve got Hindus, Muslims, Christians working under the same roof since we’ve been in operation (that’s nearly a century) and have had no problem till date. It helps if the owner is around; she's always glad to suggest something new, which once may miss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-6692656435548311699?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/6692656435548311699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=6692656435548311699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/6692656435548311699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/6692656435548311699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/09/american-express-bakery-small-pleasures.html' title='American Express Bakery - Small pleasures'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-5984352950570537579</id><published>2008-09-11T18:18:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:20:31.506+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Not so Italian job…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My review if written more than two years ago would have placed it fairly high in a list of must visit Italian eateries in Mumbai – after my visit today, it’s been knocked off that list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters (pun intended) the choice is just okay. The bruschetta has gotten progressively soggier by the day, although I would still like to maintain that it is quite tasty. Lots of extra virgin olive oil though. The dips that accompany the grizzini are very flavorful, worth a try. The soups hardly deserve a mention, and hence I won’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a fair bit of choice for vegetarians, although it only covers the stereotyped definition of Italian food pizza &amp;amp; pasta. No polenta, linguini, gnocchi etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a place is named such that people can judge the specialty of the place, it should have gone by the name of Pizza Kitchen. Then again, if you are one who likes the Dominos variety of pizza with the thick base, then you should stick to the not so good pasta. Confused eh? I don’t think so; the waiters would beat anyone on that front. Most of them are clueless on what the dishes contain &amp;amp; the others try your patience in their attempts to explain what the dishes are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spaghetti aglio olio was far too oily even though the name of the dish translates to spaghetti with oil &amp;amp; garlic. Order any pasta with a tomato based sauce, and they all taste the same except with the variation of the type of pasta used. The pasta alla Siciliana is also just okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve always loved their tiramisu, which I will maintain continues to be pretty good, the pretty bad part if is that the quantity has been reduced by half. Boo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back maybe I’ve given a scathing review, but my opinion I think stems from the fact that this place has gradually deteriorated over the two years I’ve visited them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, an okay okay experience.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-5984352950570537579?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/5984352950570537579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=5984352950570537579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/5984352950570537579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/5984352950570537579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-so-italian-job.html' title='Not so Italian job…'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-7464270066556162290</id><published>2008-09-11T17:44:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:16:58.916+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Best of the South in Central Mumbai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Café Madras is a tricky destination if you don’t know your way around Kings Circle, Sion. Everytime we end up doing atleast 2 chakkars before we zero in on its location. This time around, I found a landmark – an eatery which has its name on a bright blue neon board with Reliance Communication written on it is where one takes the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting before you get a table seems to be an accepted norm here. The young man at the door smiles sweetly &amp;amp; confirms that we should be seated in the next twenty minutes, which you so want to believe. Breakfast is easier to catch I guess, with less of a wait, depending on when you arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etched on the stone walls at the entrance are the words, Café Madras, open since 1940. Timings: 7am – 2:30 pm, 4pm – 11pm. It also says the establishment is shut on Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifty minutes later, out of which about forty eight were spent with my sister &amp;amp; I staring at the young man, came our table. Thoughts on ambience etc. etc. should all be discarded before you enter. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The staff is extremely friendly, including the gentleman at the door. I liked the fact that they recommend stuff, rather than routinely take one’s order down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;Move over all you Udipi-style restaurants. The food is out of the world, and since I was brought up in Chennai, you can definitely take my word for it. This is probably the only place in Mumbai which serves authentic mulagapodi (commonly referred to as gun powder by most North Indians). We had a Raagi Rava Dosa, which makes it a tad healthier than the regular version made out of maida. The servings are not big, but enough to fill a normal appetite as most of the items are made with ghee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We skipped desert, but ended the meal with lovely filter coffee, excessively sweet, but heavenly. Aaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bill for four of us was Rs. 255/- and the following was what we had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 1 plate upma&lt;br /&gt;· 1 plate rasam vada&lt;br /&gt;· 3 rava dosas (one of them ragi)&lt;br /&gt;· 2 ghee dosas&lt;br /&gt;· 1 ginger lemon cooler &amp;amp; soft drink&lt;br /&gt;· 2 filter coffees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only drawbacks:&lt;br /&gt;· You guessed it, the waaaaait…&lt;br /&gt;· The parking, our vehicle was at the other end of the world. If in a group, its best that atleast one gets off to get their name on the list, while the rest look for parking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall the experience, as a true Chennai’ite would say, voray soopera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-7464270066556162290?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/7464270066556162290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=7464270066556162290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/7464270066556162290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/7464270066556162290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/09/best-of-south-in-central-mumbai.html' title='Best of the South in Central Mumbai'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-5218010446047787378</id><published>2008-08-20T09:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:16:22.428+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gee-wiz-dumb!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time flies like an arrow and fruit flies like a banana. In my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wisdomless&lt;/span&gt; days it took me a while to comprehend, and then…it was all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;!! And now in all my wisdom..no longer funny. (GEE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Another of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Groucho&lt;/span&gt; Marx’s to add to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;“Q: What do you get when you cross an insomniac, an agnostic, and a dyslexic?A: Someone who stays up all night wondering if there is a Dog.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of wisdom, have wisdom teeth graced any of you? Trivia: the absence of wisdom teeth is referred to as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hypodontia&lt;/span&gt;. Generally they are referred to as wisdom teeth because they appear in one’s mid twenties or so. Now, I was destined to be wise too, but my dentist uncle was most eager to snatch all my wisdom away claiming my teeth were ‘impacted’. At 23, I was sans 2 wisdom teeth. It was not until my late 20s (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;!) that the tooth fairy decided to bestow upon me some more wisdom. It’s been six months and there are still little bits of wisdom sprouting out in some corner of my poor gum. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;WIZ&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, not so wise were some dumb flies who managed to find their way into my home. To describe my bedroom, two cupboards (with mirrors) face the large sliding windows that adorn the opposite wall. With the windows open, the reflection of the view is obviously what you see in the mirror. Now there were these two flies, somewhat bored with their current surroundings – who decided to explore. (DUMB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adventurous maybe, harebrained (or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;flybrained&lt;/span&gt;) they definitely were –repeatedly flying into the reflection, banging into the mirror every 10 seconds, in an attempt to fly out of the room! In the process, one of them eventually killed itself..I wonder why but I laughed out loud, albeit I did feel sorry for the dead fly. Wonder if there is someone huge being out there watching us all tiny creatures as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of great big people, the head of our business the other day was in the mood to distribute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;gyaan&lt;/span&gt;. One to talk and talk and talk, he goes on about how one should see the picture, from 30,000 feet and blah. At the end of the discussion, on coming out of the cabin, a colleague goes “&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pehle&lt;/span&gt; tees &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hazaar&lt;/span&gt; feet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt; view &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dikhake&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;phir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;vahan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;bada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;dhakka&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversations other than those from 30,000 feet in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt; over the months of June, July, August and maybe September even usually have one common topic. The rains, or this year the lack of them. In a way it unites all of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Mumbaikars&lt;/span&gt;, especially after the debacle in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2008 seems to have reversed the above situation. According to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Brihanmumbai&lt;/span&gt; Municipal Corporation’s (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;BMC&lt;/span&gt;) “the six lakes from which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt; gets its supply of water could sustain the city’s need for another 100 days at the most”. What alarmed was this statement – “&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt; uses 3,350 million litres of water daily”&lt;br /&gt;(Source: DNA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this, I read somewhere that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Sonu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Sood&lt;/span&gt; (who? pseud?) requested a rain-sequence in an upcoming film to be shot with mineral water and not the normal water usually used. Why? Because, he found his hair completely ruined when ‘normal’ water is used.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-5218010446047787378?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/5218010446047787378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=5218010446047787378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/5218010446047787378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/5218010446047787378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/08/gee-wiz-dumb.html' title='Gee-wiz-dumb!'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-395554986235043802</id><published>2008-04-16T23:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:10:58.806+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Old is gold</title><content type='html'>A really really old post, am not going to get into why I didn't post it, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life and its uneventfulness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since I visited the world of blogging, infact had to pop into Z’s blog to get the hyperlink to mine. God only knows what prompted me to get a name as complicated as aspoonf.. whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came the topic..and nothing in particular came to mind. Now how uneventful could my life me that it was impossible to manage leave alone a couple of paragraphs, but a couple of lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence I have come to the conclusion that I’ll generally put together this and that, observations, happenings (not necessarily in life)..and for the lack of any other word this and that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·        I finally met a person who shares her birth-date with me. Well she isn’t born in the same year, but isn’t this one of those not so common coincidences. Amongst famous people I know of there are Matthew Perry (more famously known as Chandler Bing of F.R.I.E.N.D.S fame) &amp;amp; Bill Clinton.&lt;br /&gt;·        Went to this rather intriguing place called “Blue Frog”. Now now, I know the name may conjure up a thousand images, but the place is worth a visit, even if just once. The only negative is the seating area in the club consists of these “pods” which consist of a sunken seating area. Although the prices are fairly cha-ching-$$, and the menu fairly obscure, it’s the live music from around the world &amp;amp; country (I guess) that makes all the cha-chinging to the last penny/paisa. A month-wise calendar is put up for one’s convenience, check it out on &lt;a href="http://bluefrog.co.in/cms/home.html"&gt;http://bluefrog.co.in/cms/home.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·        Our Co. has started this system of car pooling. I have some rather enthu &amp;amp; polite co-passengers, who are very enthu about getting their car. So net net, I have stopped driving all together. The last time I filled a full tank of petrol was 12th February, and there’s still another quarter tank left to go.&lt;br /&gt;·        Chocohotopots – the deadliest of desserts I’ve ever made. All fans of Nigella Lawson would’ve definitely seen this. Mmmmmm..and those who have not &amp;amp; would love to dig into this baked to a crisp on top but sink into a gooey choccolatey calorific beneath, let me know, will share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;·        Well, what can I say; life is no longer uneventful after all. Have moved out of Bandra, into Santa Cruz. Its a bigger house and we pay less rent! And it also effectively ends my dormant status as far as the car pool is concerned :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-395554986235043802?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/395554986235043802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=395554986235043802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/395554986235043802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/395554986235043802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/04/old-is-gold.html' title='Old is gold'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-8520188272127866470</id><published>2008-01-30T12:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-30T16:18:41.657+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Roof is falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Imagine your phone rings on a regular weekday, around 6 in the evening. You look at the screen and thanks to something called CLIP (Caller Line Identity Presentation) I knew its my neighbour. Now, I’d called my neighbour, Aunty T earlier in the day to ask her to pass on a message to my help at home, and well assumed this call would be some clarification on our dinner (that was my message).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put on my most cheerful voice, answer the phone and the conversation goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hi Aunty T (from hereon referred to as AT)&lt;br /&gt;AT: Snehaaaa ( her was quivering..I assumed it was age..she must be atleast 90) … there’s been a huge mishap...in your house&lt;br /&gt;(Me Thinking: Oh no! Maybe Tripps (my help) had made peeli dal instead of kaali)&lt;br /&gt;Me Speaking now: Yes Aunty, what happened? Has Tripps not turned up? Or is she asking for something..&lt;br /&gt;AT: No Snehaaaa…your roof has collapsed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the conversation is all a haze, mainly because it happened about 1.25 years ago and I have now forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the roof. My immediate thoughts were not of horror or dismay or consternation (and just incase you’re wondering, no I did not use the thesaurus). My brain just pictured the damn thing. A gaping hole in our roof (given that we live on the top most floor). Allowing the starts &amp;amp; moonlight (and god knows what else) to flood our living room, where the roof had collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I zoomed the fastest our car could zoom (the Alto starts trembling once you hit the 60 kmph mark).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what troubled me more was that T &amp;amp; I were to leave for Chennai (where my parents live) the next day. Whatta pain! The thought that this trip might get cancelled troubled me all the way to Bandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to Cool &amp;amp; his cooler N76, I am saved the task of describing the condition of the roof &amp;amp; living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/R6AoDaAUnQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Y55jjGdx57A/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161169211951979778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/R6AoDaAUnQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Y55jjGdx57A/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/R6AoD6AUnRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/5LXGqhm1JVk/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161169220541914386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/R6AoD6AUnRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/5LXGqhm1JVk/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/R6AoEaAUnSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/gfl6d6XUpLk/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161169229131848994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/R6AoEaAUnSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/gfl6d6XUpLk/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our house that evening became a mini tourist attraction in Bandra(W) with more than half the building visiting to see the fiasco. Most of them appeared more shocked than T and me, some egging us on to sue the Society/Land lord etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,..our trip happened, the roof got repaired (thanks to the landlords daughter partly moving to our house in our absence) and finally cracks have started reappearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say "Alls well that ends well" – well, we are waiting &amp;amp; watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-8520188272127866470?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/8520188272127866470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=8520188272127866470' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/8520188272127866470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/8520188272127866470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/01/roof-is-falling.html' title='Roof is falling'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWgGthZx2JQ/R6AoDaAUnQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Y55jjGdx57A/s72-c/Image016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-2283210946436279047</id><published>2008-01-25T18:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-25T18:43:53.498+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Flights of Fantasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;For all those from the ICSE Board, no am not referring to the poetry book which formed part of our English curriculum. This is an effort to recap all the bizarre incidents that I can recall at airports/ on aircrafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Your name being called out in an aircraft full of passengers, with the steward announcing – “Will the woman carrying this bottle of alchohol please identify herself”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;- The Captain announcing “We are having some problem landing, there is a dog on the runway – our ground staff is working at its level best at chasing it”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Flight not taking off due to a “tachnical wather problem” (refer earlier blog)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The seat indicated on my boarding card being allotted to 3 other people. I completed the journey sitting on one of those collapsible seats on which the airhostesses sit. (They have a name, which I am unable to recollect)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- On landing in Heathrow, in the city of my dreams, the first sentence I hear on entering the airport.” In saare gore logo ko danda maar kar line mein khade karvana hai (I apologise for my Hindi here)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old granny flying for the first time insisted on opening the window saying “khidki kholni hai” (and I am not making this up)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ok I can't think of anymore, and I guess have overblogged. So adios for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-2283210946436279047?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/2283210946436279047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=2283210946436279047' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/2283210946436279047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/2283210946436279047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/01/flights-of-fantasy.html' title='Flights of Fantasy'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-3577905839084986306</id><published>2008-01-23T12:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-23T12:33:49.392+05:30</updated><title type='text'>First Impressions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This write-up saw its beginning on a train to Rome..the first time I saw an Italian fight – and by that I don’t mean a single Italian – but an bunch of them fighting – amusing it certainly was. There were the both of us watching them bemusedly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italy, France – I’ve always thought of traveling to – somehow never thought it would materalise – even after sitting on the KLM flight – even after landing in Schipol Airport in Amsterdam. The whole experience has such a surreal feel to it. One always visualizes something and now all of it was right in front – some different – some quite the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have decided to take a long yearly holiday (to clarify long is defined as around two weeks). Europe we picked to start with. Too broad, so the search was narrowed down to Italy, France, Holland, Germany &amp;amp; Austria. Too many countries to fit in our ‘long vacation’, so we knock off the last two places and juggled around the first three!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We landed in Amsterdam at around 10 AM on 1 June 2007. The series of events prior to all this were not a very encouraging start to a vacation. Our flight was to take off at 12:50 AM – which meant we’d have to leave home around 9:30 PM. I was home at 8, at 8:30 there was no sign of Tarun. Finally, at 9 he walks in drenched! Guess what ! as fate would have it we were to witness the first monsoon of 2007! Mumbai’s way of bidding adieu – a very messy one at that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well with the rains, taxis and autorickshaws alike are choosy about where they’re headed. The International Airport was clearly off limits – except for one lone chappie – God bless him – although he added a disclaimer to the journey – “Meri gaadi mein wiper nahin hai – bahut dheere chalaoonga” Well, did we have a choice?!&lt;br /&gt;Looked like Mumbai’s farewell party was to last the entire journey to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wet bags, wet jeans, not the best way to land up at an immigration counter. Anyways we got over the usual formalities etc etc – we’d web checked in therefore swooped to the luggage counter. Point to note here, we are thoroughly pampered lot – all our automated counters are manned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways at this point the passports &amp;amp; visas came out. Our visa commenced on 1 June 2007 – and here we were standing at the counter at 11 PM on 31 May..immigration here we come was very far away. To say the least, CS Airport has nothing of amusement value, and the little there is, is on part with European rates. I guess they’re doing the least they can to prepare us for the days to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We the Cinderellas finally arrived at the immigration counter and crossed over! Yay yay! Our holiday had started! Announcement “ The KLM flight to Amsterdam has been delayed – please remain seated until further notice! What!! All we had to keep ourselves busy were a bunch of lousy duty free shops and a highly overpriced handicrafts shop – which even foreigners were looking at in the most peculiar manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of peculiar, listen to this bit! Our ground steward was a cheerful sardar who insisted on making 2 sentences of conversations with all around. With our turn coming up, we asked him the obvious, about the flight delay. With a fairly dumbfounded blank look he starts with..”Sir, there is a tachnical (to be read technical) problehh…the knitting of eyebrows &amp;amp; the stern expressions he was countered with made him immediately change his statement to “ there is a tachnical wather problem sir – and we are working on rectifying it” !!!!!! Luckily, KLM had thrown open the entire food court, much akin to a food court helping us divert our attention to more important things – free food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well apparently, about our flight, it’d been diverted to Ahmedabad as it ran out of fuel - so it spent three hours there refueling, then another 2 hours hovering over amchi Mumbai and then finally landed. Aaaaah..4 AM finally saw the announcement..which I can’t quite remember but it said something about the flight taking off..Finally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T is very good with the words..hence asked him for his thoughts on our trip to Europe, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like an oasis in the desert ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like an egg before boiling ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I take your leave here, requesting you to ponder on the second statement..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-3577905839084986306?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/3577905839084986306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=3577905839084986306' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/3577905839084986306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/3577905839084986306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-impressions.html' title='First Impressions'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-8027443705994052943</id><published>2007-10-02T17:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-02T18:02:05.325+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Filmi Chakkar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I was out on the streets of Bandra yet again, attending to one of my usual domestic chores, to be precise buying sambhar powder. Although I also ended up buying an exfoliating face-wash as it promised to make all my blackheads vanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the point, the minute I stepped out of the building I could smell the excitement in the air. People scurrying all over place, madly running from one end of the road to the other, mindless of the autos, dogs, and the odd car. People standing on tip-toes, necks craned looking out at some distant window or car, the car in this case most likely a monster SUV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been living in Mumbai for the past 18 months and have learnt to interpret what perhaps could be the cause of this excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above frenzy I described is usually associated with a Bollywood celebrity and when you’re in Bandra its usually somebody pretty well-known. Turns out, in the words of my liftman Bimlesh, it was Asariyah &amp;amp; Abeesekh! I have not idea what they were doing here, maybe a movie shoot, opening a new hair saloon or perhaps visiting the parents (Ash’s) whatever it was, they definitely responsible for a lot of Sunday snoozes being disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point I’d like to make here is although I’m party to all this excitement, rarely have I gotten to see these stars. Weeks ago, I’d been to Band Stand for a walk, again the same excitement, this time outside a CCD. Ask around and they say Salman Khan &amp;amp; Katrina Kaif. I too join the crowd, crane my neck, stare in the direction in which most heads seem to staring (there will also be a few who look elsewhere, not be distracted by them) and yet I see no one bearing any kind of resemblance to either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end on a positive note, I have been fortunate enough to see some star – although after typing the sentence I don’t see why I need to use the word fortunate. Ok, I’ve seen John Abraham eating a granola bar, in a monster SUV, with a Bipasha preening and posing in the back-seat. Saif Ali Khan looking very haggard. Kareen Kapoor looking very anxious. Seen lots more P3 personalities, Kyunki Saas Bhi Bahu Thee types – all not worth mentioning. Whoever they maybe, they make it a point to sit in the front seat, with the driver. I guess they like the world to see them, and yes they are in the show business after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-8027443705994052943?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/8027443705994052943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=8027443705994052943' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/8027443705994052943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/8027443705994052943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2007/10/filmi-chakkar.html' title='Filmi Chakkar'/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684562313430867699.post-4912332654381158925</id><published>2007-09-30T11:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-30T11:58:40.188+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All this enthusiasm about creating a blog, so many thoughts..Now that there is a blog both the thoughts &amp;amp; enthusiasm seem to have vanished..&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back! I'll be back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684562313430867699-4912332654381158925?l=aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/feeds/4912332654381158925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684562313430867699&amp;postID=4912332654381158925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/4912332654381158925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684562313430867699/posts/default/4912332654381158925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aspoonfullofsugarandapinchofsalt.blogspot.com/2007/09/all-this-enthusiasm-about-creating-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13879600404630755077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01419609991086174282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>